Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

Fan Tianluo was about to comfort Mu Yu a few more words, when suddenly the old woman looked up at the sky and said, "The people from the imperial ant clan are here."

Everyone immediately looked up, and the three of Fan Tianluo couldn't see anything at all, but in the blink of an eye, a dark opening appeared in the sky, and two old men walked out of it.

"Elder Fengda, Elder Fengliu, Miss Fengsan, long time no see." The people in the sky walked up to the sky laughing loudly, talking to an old man in a black robe with blond hair, his eyes were triangular. It looks very sinister and weird.

"It turns out that they are General Ant and General Ant. Did you bring the Spirit Gathering Grass?" Old Man Feng, who was Elder Feng Six, asked straight to the point.

The triangular-eyed General Ant looked towards the opposite cliff, raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "I didn't expect that this time the secret realm of the strong will really be within your Feng Clan, it's really good luck!" His words were full of jealousy.

Elder Feng's old face sank, and he snorted coldly and said: "Stop talking nonsense, bring the spirit-gathering grass! Don't waste time."

"Hahaha, Elder Feng is still as hot-tempered as he was back then. Naturally, he brought this spirit-gathering grass." After speaking, General Ant moved his hand, and a plant that looked green and blue appeared in his hand. There are only five leaves, forming a blooming appearance, but it is not a flower, but just leaves. The leaves emit blue-green light in the sun, and they look crystal clear, which is very magical.

The three of Fan Tianluo felt that when the spirit-gathering grass flew over, the inner alchemy of the three of them trembled, and they felt like they wanted to pounce on it. The three of them were secretly frightened. The liquid is even higher, worthy of being a sixth-grade medicinal herb.

"Sure enough, it's the spirit-gathering grass, Feng San'er, take it to King Feng." After finishing speaking, she directly gave the spirit-gathering grass to Miss Feng San. Miss Feng San didn't say a word, she tore her hands in front of her, and a door appeared in the air. , the figure left directly, and the door closed again immediately.

Tear space shuttle, that is the characteristic of respected powerhouses, outside powerhouses can't use it indiscriminately, but in this Warcraft area, there is no restriction, your own territory is very clear, as long as you don't break into other people's territory for no reason, you can't use it indiscriminately. No one cares.

The two generals of the royal ant tribe slowly landed, and they looked at Fan Tianluo and the other three.

"It seems that these three are the three little human beings who escaped from our royal ant clan a few days ago?" General Ant raised his eyebrows, and said in a sarcasm, "Your friends are willing to become our royal ants to let you go." The slaves of the clan, the old man admires him very much."

Fan Tianluo's face was gloomy, her heart ached, but she smiled and said: "I don't know if our friends are with you?"

"Okay, very good, it's no problem to refine ten third-grade seven-hole weapons a day, haha." The third general of the ant laughed.

Fan Tianluo clenched one hand tightly. Although she doesn't know how to refine weapons, when watching those students refining weapons in the Holy Academy, a third-grade weapon would take a whole morning, and it still doesn't have seven holes. Now Mo Xingchen needs to refine it in a day Make ten, this is to let him not eat or sleep!

"You, you guys are too deceitful!" Huang Yurui's eyes widened in anger, Mu Yu also recovered from his own affairs, and clenched his fists tightly.

Fan Tianluo hurriedly grabbed them and smiled again: "Actually, a person's power is limited, good things need to be used for a long time, and it's not worth the loss if they are drained all at once. My friend is very talented in refining weapons. If you cultivate them well, how can they You can become a Saint-Rank Artifact Refiner, or even an Exalted-Rank Alchemist."

"Since you have given up on him, then don't put so much thought into it. We will treat talents well." General Ant San snorted coldly.